GEORGE: This a new couch?
DR. SELMAN: So what brings you back?
GEORGE: Well, it’s been six months.
HILLY: Well—
GEORGE: I’m a little groggy, I have to admit, because I had to work last night. Went to this benefit at the Central Park Zoo. What animal did you Read More
The door to DR. SELMAN’s office was closed and Christina Aguilera’s “Beautiful” could be heard playing. At 7 p.m. DR. SELMAN waved them in; HILLY showed off her new engagement ring.
DR. SELMAN: Let me check it out in the light.
HILLY: O.K. Well, it’s too big, so I have a ribbon around Read More
DR. SELMAN: What’s happening?
GEORGE: I sat around in my pajamas all day, e-mailing high-school friends. I have this illusion that I’m actually working, because I am typing and concentrating, but we were just talking nonsense. Whether or not Star Wars is in fact a masterpiece, you know, Beatles versus Stones. The summer of Read More
DR. SELMAN: Nice to see you guys!
GEORGE: What’s it been?
DR. SELMAN: Four months.
GEORGE: I don’t know where to begin. I’ve been out two nights in a row really late—not a big surprise, right?—and earlier in the week, I had this new attitude, that I was through with it, that Read More
DR. SELMAN: It’s been two months. So what’s going on?
HILLY: Where’s the Effexor? Get the Effexor. Immediately. Give it to him.
DR. SELMAN: Why?
HILLY: Well, George has been a mess and—bless his sweet heart—he’s been really sick. He’s had shingles. We went to Florida for a long weekend—we stayed in Read More
